Mother's Day Breakfast 2009 There was a time when I rolled my eyes at Mother’s Day. Another guilt inducing dash around for flowers or some “perfect” thing to show appreciation. Father’s Day was no exception. My dad was the Scrooge of Father’s Day and to this day, whenever I call...
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The Ghost of Mother’s Days Past
The 50K Dash
He’s an endurance runner. Not just measly 26-mile marathons, but 50K marathons. A “quick” run is 16 miles. It is way beyond my comprehension. He doesn’t just run long distances, but he enjoys the scenery as he runs, takes his time, feels each moment as he puts one foot...
...continue readingSingle Mother vs. Surgery: No contest
Ab, Pre-Op, April 2, 2012 A call came that my surgery was bumped up by an hour, so I scrambled to find a different ride to the hospital since my previously scheduled ride couldn’t make the earlier time. The usual single mother dilemma. Another friend sweetly picked me up and...
...continue readingKnee Surgery, Theta Style
Image borrowed from www.wizardnow.com. Listen your way into a theta state. A friend told me about “Theta Healing” and the incredible experiences she has had with it, and so me being me, I had to check it out. Googling it, I learned that Theta healing is, in essence, a tapping...
...continue readingYou Have to Ask the Question to Get The Answer
I’m taking a very short hiatus from The Artist’s Way posts for the moment because there is some other stuff I wanted to write about. And in the world of blogging when you find something you want to blog about, you go with it. This past Sunday, I spoke at Hestia,...
...continue readingFailing the Artist’s Way – Week 2
courtesy of www.aaronschachter.com I’ve decided writing morning papers is making me depressed. I wonder if that happens to other people undertaking this endeavor. I now remember why I don’t journal. I’m a whiny crank. I’ve been pouring out my 4am worries and they sound like a broken record. You need...
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My writing group is doing The Artist’s Way for the next 12 weeks and so far I am failing. The first order of business is to write “morning papers” which was no problem last week when the kids were off of school. This week, now that we have to...
...continue readingMy Valentine’s Day Mash-up
I seem compelled to offer a sort of Valentine’s compilation of interesting things I have found on the subject of love, dating and relationships: Netted had an interesting compilation of dating sites today. To think I could look for dates among only Mac using men? The Oatmeal’s Worst Thing About Valentine’s...
...continue readingHow my Husband’s Death on 9/11 Improved my Life
This past weekend, I was honored to speak at Seattle University for their Search for Meaning Book Fair. One of the highlights was to see Mary Oliver read a bunch of her poems. I have been a huge fan of Mary Oliver for quite some time. She writes of animals...
...continue readingNo Lipstick on My Wedding Day: Post Party Traumatic Stress Disorder
The No-Lipstick Bride - Sept 29, 1990 Christmas dinner this year was hosted by my sister and brother-in-law. He made an amazing lobster bisque that took all day, she roasted an organic turkey that was juicy and wonderful. The dinner was a smashing success shared by family and friends and...
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Learning to live again after the sudden death of my husband Arron on 9/11. I wrote my book, The Alchemy of Loss, as a testament to finding the silver lining of grief and loss, to discovering the defibrillator effect of trauma and its power to awaken us into really living. I now live in Seattle with my two teenaged kids.
